Hollywood is a city filled with unrivaled allure, charm, and excitement.
Always awake, it never sleeps.
Holding secrets that are whispered everywhere.
Indulge first, repent later.
As much as I covet those tiny hearts They do not measure the worth of my art To live by your words was a foolish choice A jail of my choosing, stifling my voice For many years I was too scared to draw My hopes and dreams shattered, crushed in your jaw To make what I love, to love what I make That was a win that I wanted to take All I had wanted was your affection You wouldn't accept less than perfection All beings need love, I'm no exception But I'm done crafting for your reception We are imperfect, that we must accept Rather than criticize every misstep For once, let's open the doors to our soul This broken canvas is finally whole
Don't hear the words You wish to sterilise the lies Emanation truths lit up their eyes Reigning fire lights dawn with ire Another sun across the horizon line And it's with ease they roar. Masters of the opulent sleight Angels nor demons, an ode to signs Nothing but prayers to a fracture Insubordinate to doubtful whispers We engage as slaves to forces Gods unto that ethereal weight. Don't speak the words You hate to neutralise the sighs Oblivion breathes truths in their cries Though who believes. Except for you or I? Whether hope Is another heart, king to the blind Leading them to despair Whether it's kind to be cruel Or cruel to be kind. Ghosts linger, An invisible rule To life's worth, they know but dare Not care for those beasts preaching Force-fed schemes and Love being a mere ache of a dream. Just a face alone in a circus Lost in their voices of madness Ready to hear the words Living day by day to learn the truth Haunting their own mind.
forgive me
redeem me
forsake me
hate me
love me
cover me
tell me
discover me
heal me
“kill me”
destroy me
enlighten me
brighten me
clean me
heighten me
bleed me
fight with me
rippen’ me
and eat me
forget me
then dream me
feel me
then be me
and fly and die
then cry to see
try to see
pry to see
prodigies privacies
potential prophecies
opt to see
Pop the beat
fill my seat
teal my seed
feel my breed
I FELL here to bE foreiGN tO The WAYS yOUr INflicting On mE
Several years ago I joined Deviant Art, mostly as a lurker, but also to post fanfiction.
I can't draw worth a damn, but I always liked to write. The first thing I ever wrote on here was a fanfic called "Romero and Matiet". It was set in the world of Mass Effect and was a homage of sorts to Romeo and Juliet. It was about a young man who was xenophobic towards aliens, but over time would become friends and fall in love with a Quarian. Sketchy characterization, a plot that dragged- it was bad XD
The next thing I did was more of an original story called "Invictus: Heart of a Monster". It was about a monster that gradually learned to socialize w
A Sonnet of Falsehood: Knowledge's Final Words by SorciereD-Infloresce, literature
Literature
A Sonnet of Falsehood: Knowledge's Final Words
To embrace of the world's logic, From mass conceptions,
To signal the truth from beyond human spectrum
In some from most cases, to who they believe have conceived wisdom
May issue in intense, eternal oblivions.
One simply cannot shed light from an illusion
A philosophy to degree, in which is flawed
Ignorance is surely to play a role in those who are blinded.
In yonder foggy world, no doubt with a hidden mind-constriction.
To a propaganda, in which has taken into further distance
A falsehood is birthed, and so has it's 'justice'
To an extent, in where all are quickly devoured.
A bias of opinion, a cloud of judgement.
Certainly a plague in T
If Tears Could Mend A Broken.. by JackWilson, literature
Literature
If Tears Could Mend A Broken..
If Tears Could Mend A Broken Heart
Behind your sullen eyes
I can see the constant pain
Is there nothing that can help you now?
Not even the pouring rain?
The passion that was once abundant
Has all but ceased to be
The heart that once held so much love
Is now plagued with uncertainty
Your eyes begin to swell with sadness
As you become consumed with fear
But you are not alone in your agony
For I am standing near
If tears could mend a broken heart
I would cry a sea for you
~ Marc Blake
Sally’s long gone.
Far over the mountains,
And back into her raven-filled woods.
Long gone with the sun.
She died there beneath the coal mines.
Some say it was of a broken heart.
But you have to have a heart for it to be broken.
Dry tears just yield dust.
I knelt at her grave and prayed for her.
But no descent god would want her soul.
Black and cold as the mines, it lies.
Her ghost haunts the woods.
Sally’s gone and my heart died with her.
I don’t think they’ll ever be another.
The world’s moved on without her.
No one remembers the way she was.
One day soon I'll be gone.
Maybe I’ll sleep beneath th
words to say to your reflection by aprilwednesday, literature
Literature
words to say to your reflection
i am a collection of dust and stars,
blue luster in a sea of inky void.
i am a tongue licking lips, clicking against teeth,
shaping sounds that matter.
i am the lightning that explodes in purple storm clouds,
four miles of haphazard beauty
on a lonely night.
i am the sea in autumn, still holding the warmth of a summer of sunlight,
though the air outside is cold
by now.
i am the snow at 6am.
i have not been touched, not stepped on. my surface is smooth as glass.
i am the snow at 6pm.
i am still beautiful.
i am the sound of rain just before sunrise
on a sunday morning.
i am the swirl of cream in a coffee,
blossoming and unfolding like a